Up in Smoke

by T. M. Frazier

  I check the wiring around the window and see that it’s been chewed through. Damn cat. I splice the wire and twist the inner workings together. I nail a piece of wood over the window.

  I light one of the joints Duke gave me and sit down at my computer. My fingers fly over the keyboard. I won’t be able to sleep for a while so I might as well get some more work done.